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Chapter_108
Bonnie pulled out a gold-trimmed envelope from the second drawer. The surface of the envelope featured a delicate ink painting of mountains and rivers—carefully crafted and elegant.
Handing the envelope to Yvette, Bonnie said, “Yve, Winona sent this here. She personally came to our dorm to deliver it the day after you left. It’s an invitation to her apprenticeship ceremony on Sunday. She also mentioned that your father would publicly announce your identity at the event.”
Bonnie paused for a moment before continuing, her voice tinged with annoyance. “Yve, you have no idea how obnoxious Winona is. She’s acting like the ceremony is all about her. She said it was really important and hoped you’d be there on time, but her ceremony and your welcome home party are happening at the same time. It’s like she doesn’t even care.”
Yvette listened quietly, then shrugged indifferently as she casually slipped into a tracksuit. With a nonchalant gesture, she tossed the envelope onto the table, then pinched Bonnie’s cheek playfully. Her tone was lazy. “Let’s go. It’s not worth getting upset over something so petty. I’ll treat you to a milkshake.”
Bonnie glanced at Yvette, her face still as calm and unreadable as ever. It seemed that Yvette wasn’t bothered at all, just as she had suspected. Bonnie’s thoughts drifted back to the arrogant way Winona had handed over the invitation, and she couldn’t help but mutter under her breath.
They made their way to Argrol University’s favorite milkshake shop, only to find it closed. A note on the door explained that the owner was getting married and the shop would be closed for three days.
With no other choice, they headed to a nearby dessert shop famous for its cream cakes. It was a popular hangout for couples from the university.
Once they had their milkshakes, Yvette told Bonnie to go inside while she stayed outside. Standing near the entrance with one hand in her pocket, Yvette pulled out her phone and began scrolling through the news. An entertainment article about Winona’s apprenticeship ceremony caught her eye.
The article was filled with over-the-top praise—calling Winona a genius, a lady of grace, a role model, and perfect in every way. Yvette was about to scroll past when something else caught her attention.
The article mentioned that Matthew Carter from the Carter family would make a major announcement at the event, adding an air of mystery with a promise to “stay tuned” for more. It seemed like a typical media tactic to create buzz.
“Miss, your milkshake’s ready.” The guy at the counter had been sneakily glancing at Yvette while making the drinks. As he handed her the milkshake, he couldn’t help but notice her slender, fair hand, which made his face turn red.
Yvette, about to head inside, paused, her cool expression unchanged. “Thanks,” she replied politely.
The guy hadn’t expected such a calm response from someone who looked so aloof. His face flushed even more, but he didn’t mind. Mustering the courage, he called after her, “Goddess, I’m Flynn Reynolds from the computer science department. I’ll always support you!”
His shout caught the attention of a few passersby, but Flynn, oblivious to their stares, smiled at his own courage. Yvette, however, simply turned her back and walked inside.
Inside the dessert shop, Bonnie was sitting in a corner by the window, clearly uneasy. Yvette, holding both milkshakes, walked over to her. She stopped midway when she realized the source of Bonnie’s discomfort.
Not far from Bonnie sat Tobias, deep in conversation with a stylish young woman. Tobias’ seat faced directly toward Bonnie, creating an awkward situation. Bonnie’s expression was tense—she was clearly not expecting to encounter Tobias here.
To make things worse, Yvette overheard the woman across from Tobias criticizing his profession and salary, her words dripping with condescension. Bonnie’s frustration was palpable, and Yvette could feel the tension building.
As Yvette passed by Tobias, she stopped and greeted him with a polite smile. “Hello, Mr. Sunderland.”
Tobias had been dreading the blind date from the start. The whole thing had been arranged by Simon, who was always harping on about the importance of marriage and children. Tobias wasn’t interested—he was content to live his life on his terms. But Simon had been persistent, and after much nagging, Tobias reluctantly agreed to the date.
Now, sitting across from a woman who belittled him non-stop, Tobias had been looking for an excuse to leave. The woman had even suggested that he quit his job if they were to get together. Every attempt to leave had been shut down, and he had been forced to endure it with a fake smile.
Then Yvette showed up.
Relief flooded through Tobias as he stood up quickly. “Yvette! Is your business all settled? Did you just get back? Are you here specifically to…”
His questions came out in a rapid stream, but when he saw Yvette’s glance toward his date, he realized what was going on.
Yvette, recognizing the situation, played along with a calm smile. “Yes. If you’re available, I have some questions I’d like to ask you.”
Tobias, eager to escape, nodded vigorously. “Of course! Let’s discuss it right away.”
Turning to the woman across from him, Tobias flashed a gentlemanly smile. “Ms. Morris, I’m sorry, but I have something urgent to attend to. The coffee’s on me, and I don’t think we’re a good match. It seems you don’t find me suitable either. Let’s just leave it at that.”
Sophia Morris, from a wealthy family in Seacrity, had been indifferent to the blind date at first. But upon meeting Tobias, she had been drawn to his appearance. Her family was rich enough that his income didn’t matter to her—she wanted Tobias to marry into her family. That was why she’d belittled his career and status.
Her arrogance came to the forefront now. When Tobias rejected her publicly, she slammed her glass on the table, the loud noise drawing everyone’s attention. Her gaze turned to Yvette, a sneer curling on her lips. “Tobias, you should be grateful that someone like me took a liking to you. But I guess you’re blind to what’s best for you. Fine, forget it.”
Even after her words, she wasn’t satisfied. She reached for her glass and attempted to splash water at Tobias, her jealousy evident.
Yvette, unaffected, simply turned her back and walked toward the door, the situation leaving her unfazed.
